The Web Poetry Corner - Philip Claude Andermann - Tribute to Jack London
Tribute to Jack London
Philip Claude Andermann
The snow of white lustrous skin upon which we dance,
a dance of supple petals, as barren yet fertile as the cosmos.
I hear the words of the windís song in my nostrils and know where to go.
The blood ahead, the blood that binds our pack,
is a peace never to be known by the greatest artist of life.
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